Saturday, March 10, 2012
TIme for our own pizza tour
We are in the last week of filming. In fact tomorrow Sunday is the last day. We have been having a very difficult time and it has been very hard and discouraging. We have the whole family in town and we had the day off today. So we decided to do our own pizza tour.
You see my daughter and her boyfriend and my granddaughter are in town and they don't really know Brooklyn. I mean my daughter does but the others want to go to some of our old haunts.
So I called up my friend Hassan the car service driver and we went out for the day.
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Congratulations on making it through.
As I watch other "reality" shows I see many of the things of which you have written - orchestrated drama, attempts to rile people up and turn family member against family member and so on. I hope the remuneration is handsome.
Not enough really.
We hope to recoup and do really well from people coming to the store and buying from the website.
I hope.
Would you consider doing a season two? After what you know now?
I want to be in the spinoff "Swamp Trooper".
I have to do a season two to support my wife. I think she is going to be a star.
It is not what I want to do but I must support her and help her.
She is going to be really big.
You are such a good husband. Are there no more out there like you? I'm not running into any lately:(
I want to be in the spinoff "Swamp Trooper".
The story of the Falling Timber and Head Injury made a great parallel to the stuff TY was encountering.
I think my wound healed more rapidly than the insults to the psyche that one must endure to be involved with Hollywood types. A few stitches, send me on my way. Hollywood leaves serious scars.
What happened to you, Sixty?
Congrats on surviving, Troop.
Now you now why TV stars age so fast. And back in the old days, you were looking at close to fifty shows a year. Scripted!
Blake, a couple of weeks ago, working past the point of exhaustion and in the dark, a temporary king post fell on my head while I was trying to lower the roof of a shed I was moving. Instead of finishing the job I spent the rest of the evening in the urgent care place. Got 5 stitches, and with luck, I will still be able to sell my house even with a blood stain on the deck. Maybe I should draw a chalk outline to go with it.
Ouch!
That reminds me: I need to work out before it gets dark.
And I misread your original comment: I thought your wounds had been inflicted BY Hollywood types but I see now you were preferring self-inflicted flesh wounds to the psychic wounds of show biz.
A wise choice indeed.
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